The Writer's Café

Hey guys, I'm going to be busy. Idk for how long, school is just taking up more time now this year. These days I'll be online infrequently, so don't think I've quit.

Storallelite
 
Hey everyone 

So sorry for not updating Taken Away (for you who read it), but I have to write this HUUUGE play for school AND a detective story for school 
Can I make it up to you with an extra long chapter when I have time? 

Hugs, Sophie.

Oh, and which play did you audition for, Pim?
 
When I was 11 I auditioned for the school production of Oliver but when I didn't get the part I wanted I had a major rage and quit. I've never auditioned for anything since o.O
 
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Stuck inside a hansel kingdom: diary[/b
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This is a diary of a brave kingdom, And tells the tales of what happened so long ago...

September 20, 2011

The ruler's of the nations just ended pwars breaking hell loose in kaw! My build, an oaf, was not destroyed as an osfs might have been but I was on the hit list. The hit list was made by a group of hansels that made a list to hunt down all pwar noobs (only osf and oaf side though)! Once I found out I quickly build spy building but it was to late, a hansel called (insert your name) swiftly bribed my allies to leave my aid and the war started. Almost as quickly as the war started the hansel over powered my troops. Although, the battle was bloody and left a most dark assassins spewing blood on the first path. My army was escorted to (insert name)'s kingdom and war taken to the dark, moss filled dungeon. Doors locked and and the key thrown away, not a great sign to ever see light again.

September 21, 2011

If (insert name) though they would get away with this well they have under estimated the power of a oaf. Yes, I have a plan ,simple, but effective enough to escape...

BAMB, BAMB, BAMB the castle wall splintered open, thanks to our dragon rider. Less than 5,000 of my troops instantly shuffled through the castle (no not like in part rock) and planted spells to bomb the castle and disarm it. The rest quickly (if they didn't go quickly the explosion would kill them) and watched in awe as the castle lit up in fireworks...but then the dark assassins came. In the moon light my army and I could barely make out the faint outline of there dark suits but an outline was enough to kill. Our dragon took flight with me on it's back and I used spells, constant landing to fight hand to hand, and using my hight advantage to launch arrows. On the ground it was surprisingly silent, but deep in battle. The assassins dodged in and out of my troops slicing there bodies to pieces, we could only last so long. I made a decision fast to create a circle out of my army and barrel towards the highlands. Our number rate was still decreasing more than there's but not as much , we had a chance! A tier four level three steel Titan rises with the sun. One by one my army sees the problem and I know we can't fight out way out. I FLEW down and picked up as many soldiers as I could possibly handle and darted towards the highlands! The Titan tried grabbing us but the dragon simply dodged the attack.

September 22, 2011

I rose to find the battle of yesterday gone and the highlands straight ahead. We made it! After a long one day war I had WON. Unlike the Dark guilds in the low lands the highlands was a bright, cheerful place that glittered with new blood. We settles and started to work, what do you expect for us to have perfect homes already made? Well we didn't but soon our troops regained and next time the fight will be ours!
 
In september 21 you have
'the rest quickly(if they didnt go quickly the explosion would kill them)and watched the fireworks...'
If you remove the ( ) and their contents then it says
'the rest quickly and'
Which dosnt make sense. Maybe its where im from, but thats the only mistake i noticed. The story was pretty good to
 
Howard Phillips Lovecraft (August 20, 1890 – March 15, 1937) often credited as — H.P. Lovecraft — was an American author of horror, fantasy and science fiction, especially the subgenre known as weird fiction. [1]

Lovecraft's guiding aesthetic and philosophical principle was what he termed "cosmicism" or "cosmic horror", the idea that life is incomprehensible to human minds and that the universe is fundamentally inimical to the interests of humankind. As such, his stories express a profound indifference to human beliefs and affairs. Lovecraft is best known for his Cthulhu Mythos story cycle and the Necronomicon, a fictional grimoire of magical rites and forbidden lore. [2]

Although Lovecraft's readership was limited during his lifetime, his reputation has grown over the decades, and he is now regarded as one of the most influential horror writers of the 20th century. According to Joyce Carol Oates, Lovecraft — as with Edgar Allan Poe in the 19th century — has exerted "an incalculable influence on succeeding generations of writers of horror fiction".[3]Stephen King called Lovecraft "the twentieth century's greatest practitioner of the classic horror tale."[4][5] King has even made it clear in his semi-autobiographical non-fiction book Danse Macabre that Lovecraft was responsible for his own fascination with horror and the macabre, and was the single largest figure to influence his fiction writing.[6] His stories have also been adapted into theater, film, and have inspired an award-winning role-playing game.
 
Okay, here's the first I wrote today. It's a bit different from my usual writing, even a bit morbid for some people, but here you go 

For better or for worse
I will quench my thirst
Red and thick
Might make me sick
But I shall feed

Shining midnight
A wonderful sight
Lips against skin
Oh, so paperthin
Soon you shall bleed

Fangs extend
I no longer pretend
Your wrong is my right
A monster of the night
That is my identity

Sweet and hot
I take all you got
My thirst is letting go
I could never say no
Because I'm a soulless entity

Your skin is getting whiter
My flame is burning brighter
My lips touch your cheek
Your pulse is getting weak
But your blood is all I desire

I take more and more
Then the blood won't pour
Your empty body is dead
But not a single tear I shed
Because I'm a vampire
 
The second one comes now 

MEMORIES

Photos on the walls
Mirrors to the past
My guard slowly falls
How long will this last?

A pair of blue eyes
Innocent and sweet
Oh, how time flies
Gotta keep up my feet

Want to forget
But it's impossible
All that I regret
Could it be plausible?

Forgotten memories from afar
Coming to light
Want to put them in a jar
But I can't win this fight

Your touch, your smell
The things I've tries to repress
But now these photos tell
A long story, more or less

These are memories a photo contains
Horrible and wonderful
Never bound by silver chains
They make our life beautiful
 
To make your day less dark:

Rainbows and poptarts
I capture peoples' hearts
I soar through the sky
Forever I will fly
My fur is soft and fluffy
My voice is not gruffy
Stars twinkle and shine
I am your star and you are mine
Every day and every night
I will spread light
My song is simple and sweet
Don't be afraid to feel the heat
I may not have a hat
But, baby, I'm the Nyan Cat
 
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